First of all, I'm mid 40s. I'm bald, and I'm poor as fuck, I live in rented accommodation. Trust me, that shit doesn't matter. If you think it matters, you can stop reading here.

Secondly, I've always been shite at dating. I've never been able to gauge the signs, as I'm shit at it. I can't figure women out, because they've not a fucking cluck themselves. They run off emotions, not logic. I'm a very logical person. If i were to agree to a meeting a week from now at 7pm then a week from now at 7pm I would be there. If something came up that prevented me in the meantime, I would try an rearrange. Logic. Right? Or fucking basic good manners even. That's just who I am. I don't get stressed, I wouldn't start shitting myself come 7pm, I would just be there.

Women on the other hand, run off emotions. Whatever emotions a man think they have, Women have the same emotions 10 times stronger. If a Woman gets spooked before the date, she will fucking run, far, and run fast. Like her life depended on it, as in her head, it does. Not JUST because she doesn't WANT to go on a date with you, sometimes it's because she DOES want to go on a date with you but has worked herself up that much she shits herself and hides.

I grew up in a big family of Women. 6 aunts, a sister, god knows how many female cousins and all their friends. I've seen the same story over and over again. You know, my cousins sat there at my Grans sobbing her heart out, my aunts all around, and I'm like what's up with her. Oh, she really wanted to go on a date but she cancelled and now he's not speaking to her, followed by some negative shit about Men being all the same, yada yada yada.

As I got older I learned pretty fucking quickly to not bother asking why any of them would cancel going out somewhere if they liked the person. Usual responses were "God, can't you see she's upset", "Why do you always have to open your mouth", "It's nothing to do with you", etc, etc. Never once did I hear any of them say "Coz she's a fucking retard and should Woman up and admit her failings like a proper Woman", or anything remotely like that. It was always the blokes fault, never the Woman.

So when I started dating myself, that shit didn't bother me in the slightest, I never let rejections get to me, because I realised early on that Women are just emotional retards that don't follow any logic, and that any rejection doesn't automatically mean a "no, fuckoff", heck, sometimes even a "no, fuckoff" doesn't actually mean a "no, fuckoff" in Vagina land.

But having that mindset set me up well for GETTING the dates. I learned the best way to get a date was to ask on the day, in the morning, what they were doing. If they said No, ask what they're doing tomorrow. If they brush you off, you phone the next girl on the list. In my logical mind I just pictured her having some kind of mental breakdown crying about someone she blew off the night before.

Women love that kind of strength in a Man. It's why they like bastards so much. I genuinely did not give a fuck about rejection. I still don't today. I genuinely did not give a fuck if they wouldn't go on a date with me, and I still don't today. I really did not, and do not care.

But getting a date and dating a woman are two different kettles of fish. My lack of tolerance for putting up with a crying aunt, or a crying sister, or a crying cousin because experience taught me the hard way that nothing I could say or do would help in any meaningful way and that they would never accept any kind of personal responsibility that they themselves were the cause of their own tears.

So the very thing that gave me an advantage to get the dates, worked against me when it come to actually dating these Women. The first signs of drama, the first signs of tears, and I'd be heading for the door. Oh, they'd want to continue the arguments. But I'd be like "nope, fuck that, I'm not going to be your emotional punchbag, i'll speak to you when you've calmed down". Man, I'd have banshees chasing me down the streets wanting to continue the arguments.

I've had the Police called on me for LEAVING an argument, just shrugged my shoulders when they came explained she wasn't letting me leave the house and I can't be bothered arguing. On more than one occasion. Police are tossers when it comes to shit like that as well. All start puffing up their chests and forget their supposed to be impartial. I've had white knights bouncing over with their friends asking "is this man bothering you love". No, actually, I'm trying to get the fuck away from this crazy mare and she is the one bothering ME! "Who asked you to speak buddy"... WTF!

Things came to a head about 8 years ago, when my kids mother got in trouble with SS for being a shitty mother. I'd split up for her because of all the shit she'd put me through, all the threats, saying she'll phone the police and tell them I'm a peadophile, I'll tell them I've raped her, I'll phone your employer, etc. When I went to SS, they fucked me off.

Anyway, it was the kids teachers and health worker who made the call in the end, for the second time. SS (social services) had to do something then, couldn't just ignore it. SS asked can I look after the kids, temp. And I was like, yup. So about a week later we had this big ass meeting, police, social services, teachers, heads, you name it, they were there. And she starts to lay down all the same allegations she'd theatened me with in the past.

Fuck me that was harsh to hear, I thought it was game over for me. But she ended up fucking herself up because she truly believed everyone would simply side with her, like they did in the past. But the police had visited her place and had a report from a female officer. The teachers had given a report about the state, smell and clenliness of the kids, and how they were always hungry.

In her haste to push all the shit onto me, she made the mistake of forgetting it wasn't my word against hers. If it was, I know my word would have been worht shit, like it has in the past. But she didn't take this too kindly, started claiming that I was in cahoots with the police, the social services and the teachers...

Thankfully everyone in the room disagreed and said "we've never seen this guy before today in our lives, and he's been in the room alongside you the whole time so when exactly did he get in cahoots with us seeing as he's not even uttered a word as yet".

Anyway, it all went to court, but in the meantime the kids stayed with me. Like in the past, I remembered to simply just shut my mouth when a Woman is having an emotional breakdown over something that's her fault. All through court I remained this way.

At the end of 18 months of court, and 450 pages of wild and crazy allegations from her, against my 2 sheets of A4 position statement, I ended up winning custody of my kids. Even my Barrister was surprised as fuck when she put forward the condition that she was not to have direct contact and the judge agreed. I could see it in her face when he said yes, he would agree to that.

So, for the past 6 years, it's just been me and my two boys. They're growing up fast now. I tried dating again at the start. Funnily enough with a childhood sweetheart of mine from primary school. My first girlfriend (who ignored me, obviously). But she was an alchololic and had some very weird bedroom fetishses that I found very uncomfortable partaking in, and I'm very open minded.

And so for the past 5 years I've remained single. I've not dated, I've not even kissed a girl. That's not to say I've not had offers. I've been taken on holiday by them, lay next to them in a bed, been propisitioned by them on many number of occasions. I'm a confident guy, and like I said earlier, rejection don't bother me, and Women can smell that in a guy.

But you know what's funny, what makes me remain a MGTOW, even though all the dust has settled and the kids are at the age I can leave them for a few hours whilst I do go on a date.

Women are still slimey fuckers. Ha ha ha. I don't hate them, that would be sensless. It's been that long since I've had sex with one that another day won't bother me, nor another week, month or even year. They hate me for that. That's the only true power they have over me, and I don't give a fuck.

Now I'm still a friendly, outgoing, socialable guy. And I've recently got back into Facebook after a long haitus. And I'll initiate a conversation with a Woman who I've known in my past, just all friendly like, ask them how they're doing, what they're upto and if they'd like to go for a coffee at some point, not actually expecting to actually go for a coffee with them. (If I did, I would ask them on that day, remember! ;)

So they're all like, sure, yeah, why not. And proceed to tell me how shitty they're boyfriend, ex, etc is, and how life hasn't turned out how they expected, yada yada yada. Now here's the clincher. Here's where i realise just how insidious almost every Woman can be. It's at the point they start to comlain about their ex/boyf/husband, is where I say "God, I know, right, I had issues in the past, but I don't have relationships with anyone any longer, I just do my own stuff, and I'm happy doing it", and explain how liberating not having to answer to people is, and how freedom is such an amazing experience that I doubt I'll ever give it up for anyone.

And the moment I say that, is the moment they stop all communication with me. Without fail so far. It's like I'm pitching on the field, and everytime the throw me a curve ball, I'm just knocking that fucker right out the field, and it ain't ever coming back. And not just on Facebook, but in every day situations. Just a "nope", or "sure we can be friends". I've yet to find a Woman who will agree to that. She has to friendzone you, dude, you try and friendzone her and she'll fuck you right off.

I'm the genuine article. I'm not a MGTOW because I can't get pussy, I'm a MGTOW because I don't want pussy. I'm here by choice. I'm not here to hate on Women, it's not their fault they're emotional retards. I never hated my cousins or sister, so I'm not going to start hating Women any time soon.

You can ban me, call me names, claim I'm full of shit, or just whatever the fuck you want. All I know, is that every day I'm out there on the field, waiting for those curve balls, ready to knock that bastard right out of the park.